The air in a beach is full of dry salt. The taste of seaweed and salt fill the air and conquer it. The sounds of the gentle ocean waves and conversation of people also linger, giving you that feeling of welcome and peace at mind. The aroma of hotdogs and hamburgers and the site of little children and youth sinking their teeth into the delcitable treats; and cool ice slushies and slurpies being enjoyed by the young and old… fine treats for this warm summer’s day. The sun’s rays touch upon your skin and you can almost feel the sun talking to you in an enjoyable tone, saying “Feel my bright rays…take it in, take it in.” And then you feel your feet sink into sand, the color of light coffee, and the pressure allows your feet to emerge in the fine assortment of millions grains of sand allowing the intruder- your feet, in. Excitement evolves as a blimp passes overhead. Speculation and mischief combined into this one atmosphere… the lovely beach.

ur sick in ed ok then then y r u on the cpu makes no sense unless u have a laptop on your lap in bed

im so deprived